Birthday:July 15th 2002Coloration:Tortoiseshell TabbyLikes:she loves her daddyPet-Peeves:some of the other cats pick on herFavorite Toy:She doesn't really play with anyFavorite Nap Spot:window sill in the bathroomFavorite Food:Purina ProPlan IndoorSkills:She loves to stand on her back legs and hug you while you get ready in the morningDwells:
indoors Arrival Story:My husband went to the post office one Sunday morning, to mail his tax return. He saw an old woman petting a cat in the bushes. The woman said a car had pulled up, and they opened the door and put her out! He went over to look at the cat, and saw she was as round as a basketball! Oh boy, she was ready to pop! He mailed his stuff, and left, but after returning home, we talked it over and decided to go see if she was still there. As luck, or fate, would have it, she was. We called her Post Office Kitty, and all the puns started. She was our little "care package", she came "postage due", and after her 4 boys were born, "Zip + 4"!!! When Lily went into labor at 10:00 at night, she had great difficulty. It took her nearly three hours to push her first, Queso, out. After that, she was barely conscious, so we assisted the rest of the way. But after 3 more were born, she still looked huge, and she was not able to clean or nurse them. We took her and the newborns, to emergency and the vet determined she had a severe bladder infection, so most of her bloating was due to that. She went on antibiotics, and improved quickly, but two weeks later, she collapsed. We again rushed her to emergency, and were told she had an auto-immune response to the medicine, and the kittens could no longer nurse. Her red cell count was so low, the vet said if she tried to exert at all, she would be dead. But she was such a devoted mom, she was going to give her all to those babies, even if it killed her. We had to give her this very scary medicine to suppress her immune system. If a pill did not go down, and became lodged, it could burn through her throat and kill her. We had to flush each pill down with syringes of water. Poor Lily thought we were trying to drown her, and she would moan and complain when we'd pick her up. (She still does, to this day) But the treatment worked, and she is a robust healthy girl now! I might add, quite the "Priority Fe-Mail" in the house!Forums Motto:No pills, No way! Grrrr